03/ Picking up the threads

That impossible girl, she thought. They had spent a few long weeks on a beautiful planet with a very favorable coastline to sea ratio, before Clara had begun getting restless. Ashildr agreed to their trip so that Clara could visit Lucy Eyelesbarrow and Jane Reynolds but had found herself quite glad that Clara went to see them on their own - in hot pursuit of Caten of course, once again.

After this little excursion into their last big adventure, both had felt a little unsure of where to go. Ashildr enjoyed taking a breath and having no rush to dive headlong into danger but she sensed that Clara had trouble bearing this slow life. Maybe she was afraid her heartbeat might indeed stop? Still, if I’m being honest to myself… I do start to feel a little bored. I’m beginning to question the great names of English literature like Sherlock Holmes, Paul Temple and… hey Clara, what was that funny French detective’s name again?